Whiter

The Part 24

Upon Shanon's return after feeding his big baby, he finds curious gazes from his coworkers. He put on a calm expression so that they believed that he had just worked hard.

"What did Mr. Walter?"

"Why Mr. Jared called you?"

"Did he scold you?"

"Why have you been with the Director for so long?"

Shannon raised both her hands. "Guy. Seriously. You guys have to ask one by one."

"Jawab only!" their words in unison made Shanon take a deep breath.

"Okay." He glanced at his co-workers especially Lowy. "He called me because he wanted to make a plan."

"What plan?!"

Shanon covered his ears with a small laugh. "Stop yelling. I'm not deaf."

Lowy pulled his arm impatiently. "Say what's the plan?"

Shannon shrugged her shoulders. "Regarding our company's anniversary."

"Why did he ask you? Why discuss with you not with Fira or the managers?"

"All this is because they are busy with some urgent work and Mr. Jared saw my work or the reception team was a little loose so he ordered us to give the best advice regarding the anniversary party souvenirs."

Lowy narrowed his eyes causing a trace of uneasiness in Shanon's heart. "Why does he look angry?"

"That's because she's always been unhappy with me but forced to do this."

They all nodded in understanding without any suspicion at all.

"Why not call me?" ask Lowy.

With a joke Shanon in an arrogant style while wagging his hair. "Maybe he finally saw my positive aura."

They laughed in disbelief. "Impossible," said Lowy.

"We'd better think of the souvenirs together." Advice from one of them.

"Okay. We can discuss it later. We'd better get back to work" Shanon said, standing behind the reception desk.

It's easy. They are easy enough to fool.

Jared laughed as he drove Shanon home to his new apartment.

"So they believe in your alibi?"

Shannon shrugged her shoulders. "I'm really talented at acting."

"You'd better be an artist instead of a receptionist" Jared joked as he drove carefully.

Shanon sighed tiredly. "Maybe it's fate."

Hearing that Jared laughed again. "You want to have dinner together?" his tanyanya glanced at Shanon. He did not think that he was looking for an excuse not to separate from Shanon.

"I'm too tired. We better get home."

Jared clucking. "I haven't even done anything and you're exhausted?"

The eyes of the petite woman beside him were rounded. "What do you mean by 'not doing anything'?"

Jared was getting more and more anxious. God! She is cute. "Remember you can't protest if I want something?"

"What do you want?"

"Eat."

"What do you want to eat?"

That quick question made Jared shudder amusedly. "What do you think I want to eat?"

The white cheeks blushed instantly until Jared's fingers automatically tightened on the car's steer. He had to refrain from attacking Shanon in driving conditions. Damn it! He looks innocent and sweet. Yes, Shanon is really sweet. He already felt it.

"I want your cooking" said Jared, who responded with a nod from Shanon. "After that, of course, I want dessert."

A red hue reappeared on that soft cheek. Unable to stand it, Jared stroked his cheek with one hand.

"I wanna taste you, that's for sure."

"K.. Are you sure you're gonna be home late again tonight?" shanon's nervous voice made Jared pull his hand and hold it for a moment.

Jared took a deep breath after the thought of 'if he hadn't been married' flashed through his mind. There is nothing to be regretted and right he loved his little family especially Davin, but for Olivia... It shook little to feel the stamp of******* traitor to be crowned with him. What's he supposed to do? In an instant he was fascinated by Shanon. After falling like a weak man to his charm, he was unable to escape.

Jared wants to be stuck and stuck with Shanon.

Instead of talking too seriously, Jared decided to joke. "Why? You don't want to have fun with me?"

"Of course I want to" Shanon replied quickly and even sounded like a natural answer.

Jared clucked again. "Then don't think about it. I'm used to going home late."

"Mrs. Workaholic, what am I supposed to do with you?" shanon's comments made Jared laugh.

Arriving at the apartment, Jared took off his suit and tie. His eyes traced every side of the room that still looked the same as when they first entered it.

"Shanon, don't you need a housekeeper?" tanyanya while watching her women pacing back and forth to arrange something.

"No. I can do it myself." With a flick of his waist he approached Jared. "What dinner do you imagine, Mr Workaholic?"

A slanted smile rose on his lips. He stepped closer and wrapped his hands around Shanon's slender waist. "Whatever you can cook."

Shanon raised both eyebrows. "What if I can't cook?"

"Impossible," said Jared, peeping Shanon's forehead. "I know you live independently to the point of cooking yourself."

The wide smile that appeared on Shanon's lips tempted Jared to kiss him. "Hurry's. I'm hungry."

The word hunger may be so familiar to Shanon or perhaps this woman has read herself too deeply to understand that the word hunger is not just about food.

"Okay. Be sitting. I'll change my clothes."

He nodded then let go of Shanon and sat down on the sofa. Five minutes later Shanon returned with a tight brown t-shirt and hair that had been rolled up and tied up high. He gave a fleeting smile to her before moving towards the kitchen.

She always looks sexy. Maybe Shanon is unconscious but he and other men especially Hans are aware of that. Crazy if a man is not tempted to see his slim and sexy body.

Jared decides to follow Shanon into the kitchen. There the woman he wanted to fill his days after work was seen cutting chili. He looked like a newly married wife while wearing that yellow apron. Smiling obliquely, Jared hugged Shanon from behind then placed his chin on Shanon's shoulder. Shanon's body stiffened before finally realizing that it was him then smiled and continued cutting.

"What do you want to cook?" jared whispered, watching over Shanon's work.

"Pasta."

"Hmmm..." Jared slapped his neck. "I can't wait to taste it."

Shanon clucking. "No patience but you're obstructing my work, Mr. Workaholic."

"Give me a kiss then I'll let you cook in peace" she asked as a child. To be honest with Shanon he wants to be like a kid. He even acted like a child.

Shanon turned around and tried to put his hand on Jared's tall body without soiling his clothes. The difference in height, especially when Shanon does not wear heels, turns out to be difficult. That thing Jared smiled a little.

My petite woman.

Without lingering he wrapped his hands around Shanon's waist and then lifted her up and kissed her lips brutally. Jared sat Shanon down at the kitchen table and deepened his kiss with a busy hand touching Shanon's back. Their breathing roared quickly especially when Shanon was moaning slowly and trying to compensate for the kiss.

Damn it!

He wants her.

Now.

"Baby, you taste good."

Shanon rolled back his face slightly which then caused a disapproving growl from Jared. "You too."

"What if," Jared blew Shanon's ear slowly. "I ate you first, My lil' Shany?"

Shanon's blood rippled for a while as a result of Jared's seduction but suddenly stopped when he heard the name. That name.

'My lil Shany.'

It was a special call from Jared when they were together. It was a call from Jared. Shanon's heart pounded so fast that he swallowed with great difficulty that the beat was at least a little stable. His body froze and his eyes rounded instantly.

"Li..lil Shany?" he was stammered with a confused expression.

Jared smirked slightly while nodding. "You are my lil' Shany."

Shannon flinched almost vomiting as a result of the surprise attack. His heart was beating faster with the hope that was soaring.

"YJ...Jared," Shanon squeezed the back hair of the man before him as a point of defense. "Jared, do you remember?"

Shanon's eyes glazed over as he looked expectantly and confidently at the man before him, at the man he had loved long ago and at the man he was sure would love him again and again.

TB

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